Nick pounced and flattened the kelbit facedown. Gripping the knife in both hands, he drove it down and into the creature’s neck. Nick jerked both hands up, pulled the knife out and repeated the action as the kelbit’s hands scrabbled at Nick’s knees. Saliva dripped from Nick’s mouth as he rammed the knife through the kelbit’s neck over and over, shouting with each powerful blow.
The kelbit screamed a few times, then went still. Nick didn’t quit. Arms pumping like pistons, he pummeled the thing’s neck with the knife blade, severing its spinal cord completely. The head—Todd’s” head—rolled away to one side.
“Nick,” Todd rasped out. He struggled to his feet, hand holding his throat, and stumbled to his mate. Todd dropped to his knees behind Nick, and wound one arm around Nick’s waist. “Nicky, stop.”
Nick wasn’t listening or probably even hearing Todd; he was simply reacting.